This is truly like finding a hidden gem.
The premise looks deceptively simple in the beginning. An old man visits a bookseller, who, it turns out, has a copy of every book in the world – or does he ?
The epiphany moment experienced by the old man in the comic book rivals the one experienced by Anton Ego ( the dreaded food critic) in Ratatouille. Funnily enough, both of them share the same first name. Hmmm. Food for thought ?